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If i lay spread eagle upside down will you want me?
Ok fine, take me on my back.

Cheap thrills are still thrills
Are better then lonely nights.

The heater is always on
The airconditioner is always on.

I find a way to make you laugh
so you stay longer.

I find a way to write empty poems
about the ways I will never attempt to ****** you.
Aicon Pretal Jun 2014
Whirling of your airconditioner, breeze of the open air
The things i hear in this wee hour of the morning
I closed my eyes, tried to dream something nice
But i just cant make it, things are going crazy on my mind.

In moments like this, all i want is to vanish
Not to leave things unsaid but i just cant take it.
Days have passed, they're pretty fast
I don't know how to stop the clock.

I'm trying to make sense all the things i said
But somehow regret for being so honest
I glanced at you, asked myself some clue
Of how you found the things that we've gone through.

I can't understand why on the first place i'm lying on your side
All i know is i'm awake and wanna hug you tight
The taste of lips i savoured and felt
Though you told me i didnt know how to kiss.

You may laugh at me and forever find me funny
I think that's the image i might leave to stay
But pardon me i just wanted to let go
All the glow you gave me when i laid my eyes on you.

It's not a game that most people play
Because im not good at it and i dont mind losing anyway.
All i know is when i wrapped my arms around you
I felt some warmth that only your heart can outflow.

I thank you for all the things you've showed
They're not easy for sure, i know.
One day when you think of this day
I don't know what you would say, but for me, this is one of the sweetest things i ask when i pray.

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